Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a scythe on his belt, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Cory hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. After coming to the age of reason, Cory took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: In love, Rich. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 5000 sp. Aquamarine (200 gp). Sard (80 gp). Banded agate (11 gp). Blue sapphire (700 gp). Red-brown spinel (130 gp). White pearl (130 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is wearing a long, black cloak. His black hair is lengthy. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD, Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 44000 sp. Alexandrite (400 gp). Obsidian (13 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Black opal (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears tan trousers with brown and white striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the right. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Thomas isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Barkeep father left him crippled. He became a Bricklayer soon after.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His red hair is still thick. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born in a small plains village. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He became a Dyer soon after.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. He wears his blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Theobald was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he seems to be bored by most things

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Everburning torch.